I'm really funny about teeth - I think it's just from the usual trauma of having teeth yanked out as a child, the dentist had to use those plyer-things for what seemed like an eternity, twisting them around this way and that, using so much force, and the sound... the sound... the sound of prolonged stretching, him saying 'hmmm, what a stubborn root... can't quite... get it.... hold on... nearly there.... it's com-... no, wait.... come on, little tooth... ahhh, now it's.... no, my mistake...' (THANKS!!! Could have done without the commentary!). Then the sickening pop sound and then my mouth filling with blood and it cascading out all over my chin and down onto my top, with my mouth too numb for me to even have the ability to close it properly. Ugh, horrible! I still shudder just thinking about it. Completely normal reaction, I guess. That scene in one of the SAW films (..third one?) was pretty bad - where the guy had some wire or something inserted through each tooth and he had to yank them all out one at a time... Somehow I missed the fact that the poster for the film had a giant tooth on it, hanging from piece of said wire... Not that that would've stopped me watching it of course but, still, would've been nice if I could've given myself some notice and time to prepare!

I've noticed that people being buried alive can often make my breathing change very dramatically too, it makes me feel quite stressed. For half of my life I lived acros the road from a graveyard, which used to be my favoured place to play when I was little, rather than using my own perfectly good backgarden, for some reason (a sign of things to come!). My parents always had to take me over there and spend their afternoons sitting amongst graves! Anyway, once when I was four, there was an open grave there, the headstone was already in place, but there was literally just a great big massive hole in the ground, nothing covering it, no nothing (yes, somebody got in trouble for that!)... I was running around, didn't see it, and walked backwards and fell into it! I can still remember it so vividly - I managed to grab hold of the ground and hung there, trying to clamber out in a blind panic and could just see over the edge but was slowly losing my grip and slipping. I could see through the graves, where my dad was frantically running around in small circles, as he could hear me screaming (*I* can still hear me screaming!) but couldn't see me or what'd happened to me. Then he just caught sight of, I guess, my hands and the top of my head, and started running over to me but I lost my grip and fell. I fell onto some sacks and, only being four, I thought they were dead bodies... I think it's safe to say that I've never got over that one years of nightmares ensued!

That church was out to get my family anyway - one of the massive church doors fell down on my little brother and nearly killed him!!

Hmm, 'off topic' should be my middle name, sorry everyone!

"But what if one of you is the monster?"
"Monster? We're *British*, you know..."

Could I just add to the calls of TURN YOUR MOBILES OFF, YOU TOSSBAGS!!!!!!!! Not mute, not vibrate, OFF. If you're in the Empire it's reasonable to assume the movie is your priority and everything else can wait - the cricket scores, what you're having for tea, whether Brenda fancies Dwayne or not. If there's something else that can't wait, go do that instead and take your 50,000W searchlight phone with you. You can pick enemy aircraft out of the sky with those lightbeams. Quite apart from treating the film with total disrespect, it's a damned nuisance to everyone else in the immediate vicinity. First person to snatch a phone from their idiotic textaholic neighbour and throw it across the room will probably get a round of applause....

How about everytime someone is spotted using a mobile whoever spots him or her shouts 'MOBILE W**KER' at them

I'd like this approach in every cinema for every film all of the time Why go to a b****y movie if youre going to do anything but WATCH the movie.

Worse I've ever had wasnt a mobile going off but some idiot in the next row translating dialogue of a film into Italian for his drippy girlfriend who didnt speak English - they were thrown out by the management after being asked to stop 3 times.

steve806 wrote:Worse I've ever had wasnt a mobile going off but some idiot in the next row translating dialogue of a film into Italian for his drippy girlfriend who didnt speak English - they were thrown out by the management after being asked to stop 3 times.

I've had that too - although the film was fairly crap so it didn't really spoil it.

Watching 'Calendar Girls' there was an elderly couple behind me who gave a running commentary on all the locations: "Ooh, look, there's the tea rooms we had scones in," "We took the caravan up that hill, remember?" etc.

Worst thing is most times you go to my local cinema films are ruined by monkey people talking or deliberately stomping up and down the stairs at the side in the smaller screens during films, looking at the audience as if to say, "what are YOU going to do about it?"

I definitely would be in support of the 'Mobile W*nker' rule

If you cut off my head, what would I say... Me and my head, or me and my body? What right has my head to call itself me?

When i was at the Art of Nasty. Someone there who was sitting in the front row was approached by one of the cinema staff. Escorted out of the cinema. i heard later he had his camcorder and trying to record one of the films. He did come back later minus his camcorder.

If the staff at the Empire do this and consficate phones off people who are irrtitating the hell out of other Frightfesters. Make a bit of a example out them. There should be no if's or buts.

As already mentioned in earlier posts. Why do people go to the cinema and do everything but watch the film ? Personally getting quite hacked off with people texting in the cinema. So what if it is on mute ?? I can see the bloody light from where i am sitting. Very distracting and downright rude. If they really need to text, leave the cinema.

Too many people treat the cinema like their front room and yes, I would love it if someone does throw the annoying persons' phone and smash it to million pieces.